5: Shattered with a single palm strike

"Awooo—!"

"Roar—!"

The savage wolf howls were like rolling thunder, and a muffled tremor came from the ground, as if heavy war drums were pounding the earth!

Not just one, but a pack! A foul wind, like a tangible tide, surged in from all directions, instantly engulfing the courtyard where Lin Jingyu stood... Heavy footsteps, the "shh shh" sound of claws scraping the ground, and suppressed panting mixed together, forming the prelude to death.

Lin Jingyu stood beside the massive Demonic Wolf corpse, his dark red right palm slightly raised, the center of his palm radiating a heart-stopping heat, like cooled lava.

Not only did he not retreat, but the corner of his mouth curled into a cold, excited arc.

"A bunch of beasts, dare to be so noisy?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like the clang of metal, piercing through the clamorous wolf howls, carrying a fierce dominance. "Perfect. Saves me the trouble of hunting you down one by one!"

Before his voice faded, the shadow on the left courtyard wall suddenly exploded!

A shadow, slightly smaller than the previous Demonic Wolf but faster, shot out silently, like a viper flying close to the ground!

It cunningly chose Lin Jingyu's blind spot. A foul wind hit his face, and its fangs aimed straight for his ankle! The intention was obvious—to cripple the prey's mobility!

"Seeking death!" Lin Jingyu didn't even lower his head. The terrifying perception brought by Body Refining Seventh Level, with its synchronized muscle and bone resonance, had already brought all surrounding movements under control!

His left foot was rooted to the spot, but his right leg suddenly swept backward like a steel whip... His thickly muscled thigh generated a muffled sound of rushing air, and his bones and muscles hummed like a strong bowstring vibrating... Bang!!

The muffled impact sounded like hitting rotten leather!

The attacking Demonic Wolf was thrown backward with a miserable howl, as if struck by a charging rhinoceros, smashing heavily into the broken wall on the other side!

Its entire waist and abdomen visibly collapsed, and its spine instantly shattered!

By the time it landed, it was a pile of mush... [Ding! Killed Low-tier Demonic Wolf! evolution points +15!]

[Current evolution points: 15!]

"Roar!!"

The instant death of its companion completely ignited the pack's ferocity!

Three massive black shadows leaped out simultaneously from the darkness directly ahead and to the right!

Three gaping maws opened, fangs gleaming menacingly, aiming for Lin Jingyu's head, shoulder, and abdomen, respectively...

They coordinated perfectly, sealing off all his space for evasion!

"Good timing!" Fierce light burst from Lin Jingyu's eyes... The humming resonance of his muscles and bones instantly reached its Peak!

Instead of retreating, he advanced, stepping forward abruptly to meet the pouncing attack of the three Demonic Wolves!

"Vajra Shield!" He activated the thought!

Buzz—!

A layer of tough golden halo instantly covered his entire body. Dark gold radiance flowed beneath his skin, and his muscles bulged like cast iron!

He chose not to defend, but to attack!

The most savage attack!

Facing the two giant mouths aiming for his head and shoulder, Lin Jingyu's arm muscles suddenly swelled and bulged, like two enraged Dragons emerging from the sea!

His two fists, imbued with five hundred years of Iron Sand Palm power, struck first despite being launched later, unleashing terrifying high temperatures capable of melting metal and savage strength that could crack stone tablets!

Target—the Demonic Wolves' gaping maws!

"Shatter for me!!"

Bang! Bang!!

Two muffled, teeth-grinding explosions occurred almost simultaneously!

The lower jaw and full set of fangs of the Demonic Wolf on the left instantly shattered like rotten wood under the scarlet, branding-iron fist edge!

The remaining momentum of the savage palm force did not diminish, penetrating the skull. The entire wolf head burst open like a watermelon smashed by a hammer... Accompanied by the dense "kacha chacha" sound of bones breaking and the muffled sound of internal organs rupturing, the massive wolf body slumped down limply, as if its bones had been removed, bleeding from all seven orifices!

[Ding! Killed Low-tier Demonic Wolf! evolution points +15!]

[Ding! Killed Low-tier Demonic Wolf! evolution points +15!]

[evolution points: 45!]

Almost simultaneously with the punching, Lin Jingyu's abdomen suddenly sank, and all the power in his body surged like rivers, converging into his right leg... Muscles and bones exploded with resonance!

His right foot, imbued with five hundred years of palm power, equally scarlet like a branding iron, and hard as fine steel, swept upward fiercely like a massive siege hammer, accompanied by a sharp air-piercing shriek, aiming for the third Demonic Wolf biting his abdomen!

Groin Kick? No! It was the Chest-Splitting Kick!

Pfft—!!!

A scalp-numbing tearing sound!

Lin Jingyu's right foot kicked with incredible precision right at the relatively soft joint between the Demonic Wolf's chest and abdomen!

The savage strength combined with the scorching palm power was like a red-hot steel rod plunging into butter... That Demonic Wolf only managed half a cry before its massive body was sent flying into the air by the kick... Boom! The Demonic Corpse crashed to the ground, twitched twice, and fell silent.

[Ding! Killed Low-tier Demonic Wolf! evolution points +15!]

[evolution points: 60!]

In a flash of lightning, four ferocious Demonic Wolves were killed!

Lin Jingyu slowly withdrew his stance. Thick demonic blood dripped from his dark red fists and feet, making him look like a Demon God returned from Hell under the bonfire light.

He breathed slightly, his chest rising and falling, and the Vajra Shield's halo slowly retracted.

But the pack's attack did not stop... The bloody deaths of their companions instead aroused deeper ferocity!

More roars surged in like a tide from all directions!

Several of the Auras carried a distinct sense of oppression, far surpassing the previous cannon fodder!

"Awooo—!!!"

A particularly powerful and savage wolf howl exploded from the direction of the village entrance!

This howl was filled with kingly majesty and monstrous rage... Accompanied by heavy, drum-like footsteps, a terrifying figure, visibly larger than all previous Demonic Wolves, slowly stepped into the edge of the bonfire light!

Shoulder height nearly three meters! Body length over five meters!

Its fur was jet black, every strand standing up like a steel needle! Coiled muscles rolled beneath its hide, containing explosive power.

Its fangs were like two curved bone blades, flashing with pale, ghostly light, carrying a condescending scrutiny and undisguised killing intent!

The Demonic Wolf King! Body Refining Ninth Level Peak! It had even stepped halfway into the Meridian Opening Realm!

The ground trembled slightly with every step it took!

It stared intently at Lin Jingyu, who stood among the corpses of its kin, letting out a low, threatening growl from its throat... "Awoo..."

Behind it, dimly visible, were at least a dozen more Demonic Wolves of varying sizes, their scarlet eyes filled with bloodlust and obedience.

Pressure! Mountain-like pressure descended instantly!

Lin Jingyu's pupils contracted slightly. His blood and Qi surged internally, his muscles and bones hummed more densely, and five hundred years of Iron Sand Palm power frantically gathered in his right palm!

Dark red magma seemed to flow in the center of his palm!

The Vajra Shield's halo once again solidified!

He felt an unprecedented threat, but the ferocity in his bones was completely ignited... "Wolf King? You're perfect for testing my palm technique!" he roared, his Battle Intent soaring to the heavens!

However, right at this moment of intense tension, on the verge of eruption!

"Hoh... hoh hoh..."

"Uh... uh ah..."

A series of strange, dragging, spine-chilling footsteps and low roars suddenly came from the deeper parts of the Desolate Village, the dark area not fully illuminated by the bonfire!

The sounds were chaotic and numerous... Accompanying these sounds was a stench that was stronger and more nauseating than the Demonic Wolves' foul wind—corpse stench! Rotten, cold, carrying the Qi of death!

Lin Jingyu and the Demonic Wolf King were simultaneously drawn by this sudden change, their gazes snapping toward the source of the sound!

They saw dozens of swaying figures dimly emerging on the main road in the village, which was stained black with blood...

They walked with difficulty, their movements stiff. In their hollow eye sockets, two faint points of ghastly green light flickered, filled with endless hunger!

Corpse Puppets! And they were coming in groups! Their numbers far exceeded the scattered individuals encountered before!

They seemed attracted by the thick scent of blood and the vital Qi of the living. Like maggots sensing rotten flesh, they were slowly but surely converging on the courtyard where the bonfire burned, coming from every corner of the village!

The scene instantly became extremely bizarre and perilous!

Ahead was the bloodthirsty wolf pack led by the Demonic Wolf King, who was at Body Refining Ninth Level Peak!

Behind was an army of dozens of Corpse Puppets, emitting the stench of death, immune to pain, and knowing only how to devour the living!

Lin Jingyu was caught in the middle!

The Demonic Wolf King's ghastly green vertical pupils swept over the staggering Corpse Puppets, a flash of obvious disgust and apprehension appearing in its eyes.

It let out a low growl, seemingly weighing its options... Lin Jingyu's gaze rapidly scanned between the wolf pack and the Corpse Puppet group, his mind racing.

Being attacked from both sides was definitely not wise!

"Hmph, a bunch of dead things, dare to block my path?" A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he instantly made his decision!

As for persimmons, pick the softest ones first! He would fight through the Corpse Puppet group and break out of the encirclement... These slow-moving rotten corpses were perfect for testing the ultimate power of his five hundred years of Iron Sand Palm Mastery... and, incidentally, harvesting evolution points!

He spun around abruptly, ignoring the menacing wolf pack. His robust body shot out like a cannonball, carrying an unstoppable Aura, charging proactively toward the staggering Corpse Puppet Army!

Target—the Corpse Puppet group! Kill his way out!

"Those who block me, die!!" A thunderous roar echoed above the silent Desolate Village!

Facing the Corpse Puppet charging at the very front—one that was only an upper body, dragging rotten intestines, and lunging with withered black claws—Lin Jingyu's eyes held no fluctuation, only cold killing intent!

His right palm, dark red like a branding iron and condensed with five hundred years of Iron Sand Palm power, shot out with a scorching shriek that tore the air, like a red-hot meteor, without any fancy moves, utterly savage, striking with one palm!

Target—the Corpse Puppet's thoroughly rotten skull!

"Shatter—for me!!!"